Someday Beach (11 page)

He drove them to Sea Side, a small town about half an hour away. Here, prices were higher due to the large number of tourists that flooded the picturesque town year-round.

He parked his truck and helped her down, enjoying the feeling of her in his arms. Then they walked along the sidewalk until he pulled her into Marina’s, one of the best Italian restaurants along the coast and one of the most romantic places to eat. They sat at a small table along the large glass wall that overlooked the beach below them. They had almost an hour before sunset.

He ordered a bottle of wine as they waited for their food to be delivered.

“I just can’t get over the view.” She sighed and rested her chin on her hands. “Does it ever get old for you?” She glanced at him.

He shook his head, not seeing the beauty outside his window, but glued to the one sitting across from him. No, he doubted it would ever get old sitting across from her. She smiled and he thought for sure she could read his thoughts.

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he couldn’t stop glancing at Marcus as they ate. Even the sun setting over the water outside held little interest for her.

“How’s the food?” he asked softly.

She nodded. “Good.” But truth be told, she’d barely registered the taste. Her mouth watered at the thought of him close to her, kissing her again.

He brushed her hand with his across the table. She decided to be a little brazen, since she’d made up her mind about him, and reached out with her foot to rub his leg with her toes. She watched his eyes heat, then he asked for their check and quickly put down enough cash to cover the cost.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said in a low voice. All she could do was nod her head and keep up with him as he pulled her through the crowded room.

When they reached his truck, he pulled her close to him as his mouth covered hers. Her back was up against his truck as his hands roamed over her hips.

When he pulled back, he smiled. “Roman’s staying in Spring Haven tonight. We have the place all to ourselves.”

She felt her breath hitch as she smiled and nodded back. She reached for the door handle and he helped her up into his truck. They rode in silence for a while, until finally he chuckled.

“I feel like a teenager getting ready to sneak a girl into the house while my folks are out.”

She laughed. “I’ve never snuck into a boy’s house before.”

“No?” He glanced at her. She shook her head.

“Ever sneak a guy into your place?”

She chuckled. “Never. My parents were like hawks. I couldn’t even sneak to the kitchen for a snack without them knowing.”

He shook his head. “Kids, teenagers”—he glanced at her—“are supposed to sneak behind their folks back.”

“Oh?” She watched him nod. “Is that what you’re going to say when your teenager sneaks a boy into her room?”

He frowned. “Hell no.” He looked over at her. “Good point.”

“Of course, if you had a son, you’d sing a different tune.”

He smiled. “Of course. It’s just different.”

She shook her head. “Men.”

He chuckled.

When he parked down the street from his place, he sighed. “Damn,” he said under his breath.

“What?”

“One brother cooperated, the other I’m about to kill.”

He nodded towards a Jeep parked a few feet away. “Cole?” she asked. Marcus nodded.

“He stays here when he’s in town.”

“I thought he was in Africa.”

“Yeah, so did everyone else. What I wouldn’t give to have your place finished.”

She chuckled and moved closer to him, running her hands in his hair. “There’s always time.”

He nodded and closed his eyes on a groan. “Yeah, I suppose.”

She used that moment to place her lips on his. When his hands ran over her, she moaned and desperately wished for some more alone time.

His hands moved up her skirt and she felt his callused fingers rub gently over her legs. She moaned and moved so he could run them higher. Her fingers were in his hair as she kept his mouth against hers. When his finger moved beneath her panties, she jerked in his hands and cried out.

She heard him moan as his finger ran over the slickness of her, then again when he dipped it deep into her. She bucked her hips towards him and dug her nails into his shoulders as he pleased her.

“More…” he said as he pushed her skirt up higher with his other hand. “I’ve got to have…” He moved down as she leaned back against the door. “Mmmm,” he moaned as his mouth touched her inner thigh. Her fingers went to his hair as he ran his mouth over every inch of her.

“Marcus…” she cried out as she felt herself exploding.

When he moved closer to her, he sighed and whispered. “Damn, this isn’t how I imagined…” He rested his forehead against hers.

She chuckled. “You did mention acting like teenagers. What says that more than doing this in a parked car?”

He chuckled. “I suppose you’re right.” Then he looked down at her. “Don’t lock your door tonight.”

She shook her head no and swallowed deeply. The heat that was in his eyes told her that he’d break down her door if he had to.

When they reparked and walked into the apartment, Cole was on the sofa watching a game.

“There you guys are.” He smiled.

“Thought you were in Africa, trying to drown yourself?” Marcus said, walking into the kitchen to grab a beer.

“Naw, been there done that.” Then he smiled at her. “Hey, come sit down, you’re just in time for the second quarter.”

She glanced over at Marcus, who just shrugged his shoulders and held up a beer in question. She nodded and sat next to his brother.

“Date night?” He glanced at her as she toed off her heels.

She nodded and took the beer from Marcus, who sat next to her and put his arm over her shoulder.

“Well, don’t you two clean up nicely.” Cole smiled.

“Where’s Trilla?” Shelly leaned back against Marcus’s chest and enjoyed the feeling of being so close to him.

Cole shrugged his shoulders. “I think she’s back in Europe.” He took a drink of his own beer.

“My brother never hangs onto a woman long. I think it’s his winning personality,” Marcus said sarcastically as he ran a hand over Shelly’s hair.

“At least I have women.” Cole winced as he glanced towards Shelly. “Sorry, that usually works, but now that he’s got you…” He took another drink of his beer then set it down quickly. “This beer is warm.” He glanced at the fridge and frowned. “Well, since I know that you just grabbed the last two beers in the fridge, I’m going down to Cassey’s for a cold one and to watch the game on the big screen.” He stood up and walked to the door. “Don’t wait up for me.” He winked at Shelly and left.

“Smart man,” Marcus said next to her ear before he started nibbling on it, causing goose bumps to raise all over her skin. “Want to do some more teenage stuff here on the sofa with me?” he asked as he moved closer to her. She scooted down with him until he hovered over her, a smile on her lips.

“Mmm, I think I can think of a few things we can do.”

He ran his hands up her legs and she tugged on his shirt. When finally he pulled away and pushed it off his shoulders, she sighed as she ran her hands over his muscles. She’d always dreamed of running her hands over someone like him. His skin was still tan from last summer. Her hands looked so small and white against his skin.

Then he was kissing her again as he tugged on the neckline of her dress. His mouth ran over her shoulder blade then further down as more skin was exposed. She arched into him, wanting more.

“You’re so soft and you taste like honey,” he said between raining kisses over her skin.

Her nails dug into his skin and when she leaned up to trail her mouth over his chest, he tensed a little. Then he was removing her clothing, and she desperately wanted to feel him next to her skin.

“Shelly…” he said against her breast. Then he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked until she arched into him on a moan.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and felt his erection against her. Wanting more, she reached for his jeans only to have him pull away.

He shook his head and then quickly stood up, picking her up in his arms. She smiled and placed kisses along his collarbone as he walked them back to his room.

When he set her down gently on his bed, he stood and looked down at her. His eyes were full of desire as he ran them over every inch of her. For her part, she was doing the same. His shirt was gone and she could see just how impressive he really was. She wondered why she’d put off being with him when she felt this close to him. She tried to hold off on the emotions and just think about the now, but when he was looking at her with those blue eyes filled with more than just desire, she had a hard time with it.

“I love looking at you.” He smiled and reached to help her remove her tight dress.

After wiggling out of the silky material, she knelt before him on the edge of his bed as he ran his eyes over her.

*******

Marcus looked at Shelly as she knelt before him in nothing but a skimpy pair of black panties and a matching bra. Her skin looked like silk, and he knew it would taste like warm honey. Her hair was tangled from his hands as it fell around her shoulders.

When she reached up for him, he stepped closer to her, toeing off his shoes before he moved to her on the bed.

She immediately reached for his jeans again and he couldn’t stop the smile. “In a hurry?”

She smiled and nodded. “I like speed,” she said, pulling him closer for a kiss. He dodged her mouth and chuckled.

“I like to take it slow. To savor everything.” He ran the back of his fingers down her shoulder and watched her eyes fall shut. “I love to touch everything, taste everywhere.” He dipped his head to her other shoulder and ran his mouth over the curve that he found there. “It makes me wild feeling your skin heat under my hands.”

She moaned and he watched her hands go limp next to her. He couldn’t stop the smile, knowing that he was slowly driving her crazy like she’d been doing to him for days.

He spread his hand on her lower back and nudged her down until she lay beneath him. Using his knees, he spread her legs wider until he could rest between them, his erection pushing against his jeans and against her silk panties. He felt her twitch with movement, then her hips started to move slowly, and he closed his eyes on a moan as she rubbed his cock slowly. When her legs once again wrapped around his hips, he tried to remind himself that he had wanted to go slow, wanted to enjoy every minute of being with her.

Her mouth started moving over his skin as her hands went to his jeans again and pushed them down. This time he didn’t argue. When he sprang free, her hand was there to catch him, to hold him gently as she started to stroke, slowly then faster.

His hips started to thrust towards her as his hands went over her panties, then he was pulling them aside and pushing his fingers into her heat. She was warm and wet, perfect for him.

Their mouths met again as they continued to please one another. He enjoyed the little noises she made as he stroked her. When he felt her come for him, he slowly pulled back and tossed his jeans on the floor next to his bed and then yanked a package of condoms from his nightstand and moved back to her.

She was watching him, her hair fanned out on his bed, a smile on her lips. Her hands reached out for him. When he came back to her, she grabbed his head and placed kisses along his neck as he sheathed himself for her.

Using his hands to move her hips up, he positioned himself outside of her. As he slid into her, she moaned and threw her head back. Her fingers dug into his hips as he held still, trying not to explode too quickly with his desire.

She was everything he’d dreamed she would be. Her skin glowed as he took her, and her eyes warmed to a rich honey color. He could spend the rest of his life watching her come for him.

This time when he felt her convulse around him, he followed her into the bliss.

*******

She felt his breath on her neck and smiled. Their skin had cooled enough that she realized there was quite a chill in the room. She started to shiver a little.

“Cold?” he asked against her skin.

She sighed. “Not really. I guess my skin is just cooling off.” She giggled.

He leaned up and smiled down at her. “We could always heat things up again.” He leaned down and kissed her lips, causing her skin to boil again.

She’d never experienced anything like this before with anyone. Of course, she’d only been with a few men—okay, two—before Marcus. But that didn’t stop her from knowing that this was different. Special.

She kissed him back with everything she had. When his hips started moving against hers, she wrapped her legs around his and held on one more time.

Looking up into his blue eyes, she couldn’t stop herself from feeling everything. So much that it almost hurt. Closing her eyes, she tried to deny that she was starting to care for him more and more. She’d always been cautious of getting too close.

But her new life wouldn’t take the same turn it had in the past. Not if she worked at it and believed things were different.

His hand slowly ran up her leg, then he moved her until her knee was close to her chest. She lost her breath at the feeling of him inside her, filling her completely.

“Come for me,” he whispered next to her skin. “Don’t hold out.” When he kissed her, she was unable to deny him anything.